Chapter 1: In the Zone
Authors Note: Wow, a hit this fanfic has become and I'm actually updating this! lol!
Disclaimer: No, I do not own any CCS character, damn shame though. They belong to CLAMP.
Within a hexagonal building where the pounding rhythm of dance music could be heard in all directions, hundreds of party goers danced the night away, some opting for the social circle, glasses of various alcoholic beverages in their hands.
In the centre of the dance floor, making a circle with her closest group of friends was the infamous Murasaki-Hime herself, Daidouji Tomoyo.
Wearing a violet halter-top and a black pleated mini along with her trademark knee-high nylon boots in dark purple, the young woman swung her arms high in the air, her whole body moving in time with the beat.
Upon her ears were silver hoop earrings and a black cuff around her left wrist. And with her ebony waves swaying wildly, Murasaki-Hime looked divine while ignoring the lust filled glances that were focused on her by several members of the opposite sex.
Many of them attempted to get a proper view of her rear end and daring cleavage. Tomoyo, however, had her eyes shut while she danced, oblivious to what the men were thinking.
Her best friend, Neu Dong noticed the admiring glances and giggled as she tapped the spinning Tomoyo on the shoulder.
"Yeah hun?" said Tomoyo, smiling at the Chinese girl.
"You are aware that the males inside this club are giving you desirous looks,"
Tomoyo merely flipped her long ebony hair over her shoulder, shrugging in reply.
"Yeah, so? Let them enjoy what they can't get," she stated simply.
"Damn straight," Tomoyo's Korean best friend, Jun Soon, shouted out, raising her hand in the air holding a bottle of Heineken and taking a generous swing out of it.
Tomoyo's Thai and Vietnamese friends giggled while continuing to dance to the pounding beat.
"So Tomoyo, how's the gang life flowing?" Neu asked swaying her hips rhythmically.
The Murasaki-Hime felt her body swell with pride.
"Absolutely brilliant, I'll soon have that Kori-Ou eating out of my bare hands," she smiled while continuing to sway her hips.
"Apparently, he's been putting up a good fight,"
"Yeah, he has," Tomoyo nodded swiftly pushing away a bold man who approached her.
Kulap Mongkut (the Thai girl) then said, wondering aloud unknowingly "I wonder if the Kori-Ou has gone all soft?"
Tomoyo scoffed before snickering.
"Hiiragizawa? Soft! Kullie, are you kidding me? Hiiragizawa Eriol is never soft, he's too much of a dickhead to take pity against me," she replied before smiling an evil grin. "And besides, I'd kill him if he went soft. If I want to be at the top I need to go beat the best".
Neu and Jun exchanged grins, having known their best friend since they learnt how to speak; they both knew Tomoyo hated an unfair fight.
The dance song soon shifted slightly as Tomoyo drank the last remnants of her vodka while cheering loudly.
"Woo-hoo! My favourite song!"
She then linked hands with Neu and the two danced back to back as a fast smooth beat blasted through the speakers.
At a nearby stall, people quickly bought different coloured glow sticks and rushed back to the dance floor as the beat becomes faster and more pounding.
A random partygoer decided to throw a purple glow stick to Tomoyo, who caught it with her free outstretched hand, before twirling it around her fingers like a baton.
Her four friends also had glow sticks, Neu had a necklace, Kulap and Jun wore circlets and Chi Nguyen (the Vietnamese girl) had several bracelets on both wrists. Still in their circle, the five young women now had lit up glow stick jewellery, the neon liquid radiating the various colours.
As the walls vibrated with the volume of the speakers, the large hexagonal nightclub slowly became rather restricted, with the number of dancers on the floor.
The club's caretakers then opened the small windows, drafts of cold air cooling the many hot, sweating bodies.
Tomoyo's long spiral hair rose up slightly as she spun around, swinging her arms in the air, the cold wind cooling down her bare back.
"Ah, thank god someone's opened the windows," she smiled, relieved.
Neu agreed with a nod, whistling in time with the music.
"Thank god there's at least one smart person in this joint," she said sarcastically, causing Tomoyo to laugh.
Out of the corner of her violet eyes, Tomoyo noticed a familiar cobalt-haired male figure with Prussian eyes, sitting at a table with two of his own friends. Frowning to herself, Tomoyo then turned back to her group of friends with a forced smile.
'Hiiragizawa,' she thought angrily.
Sitting at the table with the Kori-Ou were his friends, Li Syaoran from the powerful Li Clan in Hong Kong and Yamazaki Takashi, the joker of the Sapphire Blades.
Takashi, who had just winked at a young waitress passing by, turned to the young leader.
"Come on Eriol, let's get out there and pull a few ladies to dance with," he suggested while eyeing the dance floor for any young attractive women he could get his hands on.
Eriol merely stared at him before taking a gulp of his tequila, his Prussian eyes darkening. "Dance, Takashi? You know I don't dance."
Syaoran who was sitting on Eriol's right agreed.
"Yeah, remember when he tried to bust a move but it ended up looking shit? No offence" he said, casting a look on his best friend who merely rolled his eyes.
Takashi groaned, banging a fist on the table.
"Then why are we here!" he sighed.
"We're here because we're keeping an eye on the Murasaki-Hime" Syaoran replied for Eriol who shoved his hands into his pockets nodding.
Takashi sighed.
"B-o-r-i-n-g, BORING! I'm going to dance, so suck shit to the both of you," he huffed before standing up and walking to the dance floor.
Syaoran shook his head. "I'm surprised at how serious he can be when it comes to business"
"I know, it scares me too," Eriol chuckled.
His Prussian eyes drifted back to the dance floor, his bangs masking some of his eyes as he eyed the dancing, curvy figure of Daidouji Tomoyo.
In an attempt to ignore the thought of the Kori-Ou possibly seeing her in her favourite nightclub B-BOP, Tomoyo closed her eyes listening to the music as she continued to dance wildly, while at the same time, a man's body began grinding against hers.
Feeling rather irritated, she snapped open her violet eyes before slamming her stilettos into the man's toes.
"You BITCH!" the man screamed painfully behind her.
Tomoyo rolled her eyes before pushing the man away and yelling out "Screw You Arsehole!"
She then heard a cheering sound and looked over her shoulder.
There, sitting with a proud smile on her face, Jun raised her second bottle of beer in the air.
"All hail the Murasaki-Hime!" she cheered, taking a generous swig out of the bottle. Tomoyo smirked, performing a mock curtsy before continuing to dance.
Eriol and Syaoran noticed the man who had been attacked limp over to the first aid cubicle.
The Li Clan leader winced. "That's got to hurt."
"Yeah, I think her boots are weapons themselves," said Eriol in agreement, causing both men to laugh.
Syaoran then scanned the crowd when he noticed a familiar figure. "Well, well, looks like Takashi got himself a girl."
Eriol followed the direction of Syaoran's finger before noticing their friend.
Takashi was dancing with a mahogany-hair young woman who had her hair into two pigtails, her hands lost in his short, black spiky hair while his arms were tight around her slim waist pressing upon the small of her back, the two of them looking as if they were moulded together somehow.
Eriol tilted his head sideways frowning. "She's not even attractive."
Syaoran laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, really? So what's your type of girl?"
The Sapphire Blades leader rolled his eyes. "I don't fall for women so easily now."
Syaoran's smile dropped knowing his friend was referring to Huo.
He then went silent, cautious not to bring up the topic and watched his friend swallow down another gulp of tequila.
"Man I don't know how you can drink that stuff so easily" he sighed, folding his arms and leaning back into his chair.
Eriol merely shrugged.
"I've gotten used to it over time, no big deal" he said before leaning forward to remove his black leather overcoat.
Even with the windows opened, it was still quite stuffy inside B-BOP, and wearing a dark blue cord singlet; the Kori-Ou exposed part of his family's legendary symbol, located on his right toned upper arm.
Several women walking past saw the tattoo and gasped in awe before giggling and whispering to each other. Eriol paid them no attention as more of his layered bangs covered his Prussian eyes.
Back on the dance floor the last of the song played as the dancers continued to move with the beat.
On her arrival into the club, Tomoyo had tied back her long ebony waves with an elastic band, however, it was now back to flying free, each voluptuous wave swaying in the opposite direction whenever she moved. It was safe to say that the Murasaki-Hime was a killer in dancing.
As the song ended and everyone cheered, Tomoyo sighed, fanning herself with a hand.
"I'm going to get myself another drink!" she shouted to her friends over the deafening noise of the half-drunk crowd.
Neu nodded for the other three before Murasaki-Hime hopped off their small round platform and made her way to the bar. On the way, Tomoyo received lewd remarks coming from either the drunk or sober men. Typical.
Leaning against the bench top of the bar, Tomoyo patiently waited, softly humming the song she had just danced to.
Moments later, the bartender approached her with a warm smile. "Another vodka, Murasaki-Hime?"
Tomoyo smiled, shaking her head. "Nah something different…hmm"
She looked at the variety of bottles.
Tilting her head, she then grinned "I'll just have a Poisoned Apple, Ichiro"
"One Poisoned Apple coming up, Hime" the man bowed before going off to prepare the martini for the Amethyst Wings leader.
As a new song came through the large speakers perched in the high corners of the B-BOP nightclub, her left foot now tapped on the oak woodened floor as 'Adelante' infused people sitting down to get up and dance like crazy.
Swaying her hips a bit, Tomoyo continued to wait, ignoring the one-liners she was receiving from the drunken men sitting at the bar.
Ichiro soon came back holding a martini glass. "One Poisoned Apple for the best catch in Tokyo."
Tomoyo rolled her eyes despite smiling before flipping two coins towards him. "Puh-lease Ichiro"
The man caught them before grinning and saluting.
"Thanks for that hun," Tomoyo said, blowing a kiss to him before walking back to the platform where her friends dominated.
With a Poisoned Apple martini in one hand, Tomoyo popped a cherry it into her pursed lips while continuing her walk to her dancing friends on the platform.
Jun looked over her shoulder to see Tomoyo walk up to them.
"Hey girls she's back!" she announced and the rest of the friends cheered as she helped the girl up back onto the platform.
"I see you skipped another vodka bottle and got a martini instead"
"Yup, but this ones a Poisoned Apple along with a hint of vanilla," Tomoyo grinned, chucking the stem of the eaten cherry over her head, which most likely landed on someone's head on the regular dance floor below her.Now trying to be careful in not spilling her martini, Tomoyo went back to swaying to the music while sipping her drink.
A young woman then kindly asked Syaoran to dance with her.
He cast a side-glance at Eriol who sighed, waving him away "Go on dance! I'll be fine."
The Li Clan leader nodded before heading towards the dance floor.
Eriol then had bought himself a bottle of vodka and took a swing of it. It was delicious despite the fact that the caramel taste remained in his tastebuds. Minutes later, he noticed a young woman approach him.
It was the friend of Syaoran's partner. Perhaps thinking that she now has a chance to get underneath the icy cover of the Sapphire Blade's leader, she flipped her permed golden hair over her shoulder and walked towards him nervously.
Snapping himself out of his drunkenness, Eriol soon found the fair woman take up Syaoran's seat and look at him, flashing her eyelashes in a coy manner.
"I saw your friend being lead to the dance floor by my best friend so I was wondering…"
"Sorry girl, I can't dance" said Eriol flatly, cutting her off.
The blonde woman was about to attempt to make him think otherwise, when the Kori-Ou cut her off again, this time with a stern glare. "Seriously lady, go away. Don't bother me. Go find another guy worthy of your time".
The woman looked ashamed, and stood up, hurrying away, tears falling down her face.
Eriol stared at her fleeting figure before groaning and rubbing the side of his temples.
Why wouldn't these women just leave him alone! Couldn't they see he had this look of total disinterest?
Sighing, he watched his best friend dance with the raven-haired girl before his gaze switched to the other half-drunk dancers.
Soon he found himself watching the Murasaki-Hime dance to the ending chords of 'Adelante' and he looked down at the table.
'Man, what am I doing?" he scolded himself before standing up and grabbing his black overcoat. He decided he had enough 'watching' for the night.
Not minding to call for Syaoran and Takashi, he pulled on his overcoat and drank the remains of his vodka bottle before calmly striding out of the nightclub, unaware of a pair of violet eyes staring after him, watching his feet walk down the entrance stairs.
Tomoyo smirked.
'Yes, go away and never dare to enter my club again.' she thought before her violet eyes changed from feigning positive energy to true happiness, glad that the Kori-Ou was gone.
Authors Note: So…what do you think? Oh yes still big thanks to my beta-reader.
Ok more notes for this chapter.
'Adelante' actually is a dance song done by the DJ Sash.
The girl dancing with Takashi is obviously someone resembling Chiharu.
And the girl who pulled Syaoran to the floor is someone like Meiling.
And yes there is such thing as a 'Poisoned Apple' drink, I researched that.
Um I think that's all the stuff you need to know for this chapter…ok bye!